2026-01-11 06:53:04As Robert drove back to Salem city where Roxanne's house was located, he wondered who the guest might be.
Finding it difficult to guess who, he concentrated on his driving till he reached home.
A familiar car parked in front, there was no sight of Roxanne, just Sandra Murillo.
Robert came down from his delivery bike, still looking at the car, as it was dark outside he could not tell whose it was.
“After keeping us out in the cold,the only thing you can do is stare at a car you'd never be able to afford in your life.
Quickly get in, and whip up something good for our special guest.” Sandra Murillo thundered.
She'd forgotten that she told him to leave earlier in the day.
Robert went straight to the kitchen, his expensive suit still on. He heard Roxanne's voice, the sound of her hearty laughter reached him. Even Sandra Murillo could be heard laughing, which she hardly does since Robert became her son in law.
The reason could only be the fifty million Robert had sent to her. Her happiness was evident.
Robert served the food out, carried it expertly like a waiter in a five star restaurant.
Five years of cooking for the Murillos would do that to a man.
He almost missed his step, when he saw that the guest Roxanne was honoring was none other than Maxime Rodrigo of Blankenship.
Robert stood rooted, not moving, until Roxanne jingled the bell to bring him back to reality.
“Don't just stand there, my guest is famished.” Roxanne snapped.
Robert went ahead to dish out the foods, he stood at a little distance Incase Roxanne needed anything, especially to know what Maxime was there for.
Sandra Murillo had a smile Robert had never seen before.
She touched Maxime by the hand.
“My daughter told me of how you saved her today, you are such a gentleman.”
Maxime drank his champagne first. Dabbing at his face with a handkerchief.
“It was just a surprise for her, I couldn't sit by and let her sell what her father left behind for her.”
“Splendid, how true men should actually behave.” Sandra praised Maxime.
Robert coughed awkwardly, Maxime was taking credit for the fifty million he sent to save Roxanne's food production company.
Maxime wiped his mouth with a napkin.
“Has the chef got anything to say?. I don't really see the use of you standing by watching us have a celebration that you didn't contribute to.”
Robert thought for a minute before replying.
“Matter of fact I do have something to say. Which is, you didn't make any payment to Roxanne, you actually wanted to buy her company out.”
“Watch your words, don't go accusing me, you may be Roxanne's husband, but to me you're just a maid.” Maxime spitted fire.
Roxanne tried to calm Maxime.
“Please, he's been like this the whole day, it must be due to the slap he received from me and my friend yesterday.”
“No, my head is in the clear.” Robert moved closer to the table.
“I can prove it to you that Maxime here, is nothing but a liar, and a fraud.”
“This is why I said you should get rid of this rat, he'd only meddle and spoil your opportunities.” Sandra Murillo put in.
Roxanne was actually curious, she'd just give Robert a chance to make a fool of himself, then send him out of her house.
“Let him speak, I want to know his point.
Robert was glad that for the first time, Roxanne was actually giving him an opportunity, against her mother of all people.
“Thank you Roxanne, I want you to check who sent you the money you received today, because I made that call to save your company.”
Roxanne clapped her hands in wonder.
“How is that proof that Maxime didn't send it,?”
“Simple, he doesn't know who the sender is, but I know.
The sender is Leonardo Vegas from Blue Razor incorporation limited, they specialize in buying out companies on the verge of deplete. I own a huge share there, so I just told him to send some money to you instead of buying you out.” Robert ended, breathless.
Roxanne was speechless by how Robert was able to know all these, he must have been busy with her computer while she was at work.
Maxime threw the napkin on the table, stood up, make the chair screech.
“I own a share in Blue Razor, Leonardo Vegas and I go way back. I can have you sued for this defamation.”
Robert was shocked by the act Maxime was putting on, the worse part was, Roxanne and her mother were falling for it easily.
“You guys can't tell me you believe him right?.if he's telling the truth, have him call Leonardo Vegas right now.”
Maxime gritted his teeth.
“There is nothing to prove, In fact, I am leaving, I won't stand here to be humiliated by your wretched husband, Roxanne.” Maxime turned to leave.
Roxanne tried pleading with him not to leave,not Sandra, she had better things in a mind.
Sandra walked to Robert, and landed a stinging slap on his face, her finger entering his eyes in the process.
Robert yelped thinking he had gone blind.
He tried opening his left eye, it stung but he could barely see.
“What was that for?.” He raised his voice at Sandra for the first time ever.
“That's for trying to spoil my Roxanne's life, I want you out, and out for good.”
Robert looked to Roxanne who was focused on begging Maxime.
“Roxanne,” he called for her attention.
“Just leave Robert, you've done more than enough, I should have done this a long time ago.”
Robert didn't bother to pack anything, he only took his new delivery bike, and went in search of a hotel to lodge for the night.
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On Sunday evening Robert told Dave.He called instead of waiting for a meeting. He sat home at his office with the door closed and dialed Dave's personal number when it was seven pm.Dave answered on the first ring.“Roxanne is with child,” Robert said.No answer in response.Not the quietness of someone processing. A different kind. The unique silence that follows when someone receives something and let it sit before responding.It took four seconds."Robert," Dave said. His voice was not totally firm."Yes," Robert said.Another silence. Shorter."How far?" Dave said.Robert informed him of the doctor's findings."And Roxanne?" Dave said."Well," Robert said. “Entirely herself, tired and nauseous in the mornings.”Dave was quiet.“Clara will be.” Dave began."About eighteen months.” Robert said.Dave was silent once again.Robert allowed him to remain silent. He sat in the office chair and surveyed the room around him and gave Dave his space.“I'm going to cry,'' Dave said."I know
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-NINE
It was Saturday, and it was like a morning that didn't know it was different from other mornings.At six o'clock, it was time for Robert to get up. Clara wasn't awake yet. He was making coffee, and standing at the kitchen window watching the city below. Gray early light of a December morning.He had slept well.Better sleeping than he had done for weeks. The special clean sleep that is experienced by those who have had something good come along and temporarily take the place of anything else that had been in their way.After dinner he lay beside Roxanne, who was asleep within twenty minutes, and he glanced up at the ceiling for a while, but he did not think about anything he usually did at night. He had considered a little room. A crib next to the existing crib that is already in the penthouse. The sound of two children breathing.He was asleep while he had that thing in his mind.He was standing in front of the window, holding a cup of coffee.Roxanne came into the kitchen door. She
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-EIGHT
When she went through the door Robert was in the kitchen.Clara was sitting in her chair. The focused concentration Robert brought to the cooking process was what he used to make dinner. When she entered, he looked up at her.He read her face.He set aside the object he had in his hands."What happened?" he said.She placed her purse on the chair.She looked at him over the kitchen.Clara sat between them and she looked at her. Clara focused her whole morning on Roxanne.Clara said mummy.Her newest word. The same purposeful timing as that of daddy months ago.Roxanne took a look at Clara.Robert could read something moving down her face.He turned.He was standing in front of her."Roxanne," he said.She looked at him.She told him.She spoke plain and truthfully as she spoke things that were true and too big to arrange.Robert's gaze was fixed on her.He was now still as a stone.She looked at his face.She observed all that passed through her. The processing. The precise order of a
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SEVEN
Roxanne saw it on a Monday morning.When she was at her laptop in front of the kitchen table, she paused and sat back. Robert lifted his head from the island."You all right?" he said."Tired," she said.He looked at her. She had her hand flat on the table in front of her. Not doing anything. Simply, placing it there.He told her to go back to bed.“It's time for me to attend my nine o’clock meeting,” she answered."Move it," he said.She didn't move it. She drank her coffee and then went to her office and returned home at six o'clock. Robert made dinner. She ate half of it."Come back here, you're not feeling well," he said.“Yes I am fine,” she said. "I am just tired."He glanced across the table at her.She gazed at him."I have been tired before," she said.“Not like this," he said.She wasn't about to challenge that.By Wednesday, the fatigue had companion. A particular morning sickness that came at mornings and sat with her all day into the first two hours. She refused to tell R
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SIX
Phillip discovered the irregularities on Thursday afternoon.He was not looking for them.He was going through the old storage box. Not for intelligence use. As part of the disclosure documentary process, the lawyers had requested that he examine what was in the box. All the items in the box had to be catalogued and evaluated for significance in the continuing events.He was carefully going through the box. Documents Identifying Financials from the original case. Letters before Robert's banishment from the family. Records from the early Zenco years.He discovered the folder in the bottom.It was a folder that he had compiled in the initial investigation of Robert's promotion. The time leading up to the period of Maxime's imprisonment. Historical records. Financial documents related to the early stages of the Castellano coalition.He opened it because he had to catalogue it.He read through it for cataloguing purposes.He left it at page seven.A business transaction log of a corporate
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE
It was a Wednesday, which was the first time in three months that Leonard Hayes has made an external contact.Not the normal paths. Not by his lawyer, nor by the federal communications system that was supervised as part of his custody. The mechanism was discovered four days after its use by Chen's team.A message. Passed through a legitimate legal correspondence channel that had no known connection to Leonard Hayes that was part of a law firm. The firm had previously been used in another property deal years before his arrest, but through a number of intermediaries. The relationship was so weak that it could not be seen in the original case records.It was a Sunday morning when Chen phoned Robert.Robert was sitting at a table with Clara on his lap. Clara was working diligently on a board book. He responded with his free hand, holding Clara with his other.“Leonard reached out to someone out there,” Chen said."Who?" Robert said.“It's a financial operator in Geneva,” Chen said. “It's
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